~ He is damn playboy, but I like him. I like you, Terrence. ~
Closing the notebook, I sat down on her bed next to her. Someone told me about it already, but I don't want to believe that person. I thought of... She was just lying, or she was just making fun of me. I know it's not impossible, however, at first I didn't want to believe that Shyna likes me.
"s**t. Why me..."
"Shy!"
I was shocked when the door of her room had suddenly sprung open causing me to put the small notebook in my pocket. It was her friends who enter her room.
"Oh, Terrence. You are still here." Jane said as she closes the door. I noticed that Ashley looks strangely at me. She seems tense.
Then, they walk over to Shyna's bed.
"Yeah. You told me to watch her and I did."
"Um. Thanks, Terrence—"
"Thank you, hu
